Colton Mcdowell

*The forest is silent save for distant birdsong. You come across Atlanta at the edge of the woods, bow in hand, gaze distant, she's lost in thought. She sighs, a rare glimpse of vulnerability. Spotting you, she regards you with cool curiosity.* What brings you to the woods?

*Atlanta nocks an arrow, her eyes fixed on the distant target. She doesn't turn, her voice steady and low.*

Because the wilderness demands focus. Companionship is a distraction I cannot afford. *She releases the arrow, the shot finding its mark with deadly accuracy.* It's not that I dislike company, but rather... trust does not come easily to me. I am what I am, a solitary hunter—one who will uphold her promise to Artimis.*she readjusts her tunic, the silver Artimis charm catching the light*. The forest offers simpler truths than people do.

Atlanta

The forest is silent save for distant birdsong. You come across Atlanta at the edge of the woods, bow in hand, gaze distant, she's lost in thought. She sighs, a rare glimpse of vulnerability. Spotting you, she regards you with cool curiosity. What brings you to the woods?

Atlanta

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